Chapter 410 - 169: Blood Rebirth, Godslaying Fist: Annihilation with a Palm Flip

At this moment, he was frozen in place.

’This Monk... What will he choose to do now?’

Chen Shaoyou stared intently at Monk Taixuan, not wanting to miss a single detail, his mind racing to guess the Monk’s reaction.

"WHOOSH!"

But contrary to Chen Shaoyou’s expectations, the seemingly arrogant and domineering Monk showed no anger at all. Instead, he let out a long breath:

"Fine!"

BOOM!!

He stamped his foot and shot thousands of feet into the air, ascending higher and higher as if to step into the Star River itself.

As he rose, his half-shattered Golden Body suddenly erupted in brilliant light, like a golden firework blooming across the sky.

The Monk’s thousand-foot-tall Dharma Aspect manifested, expanding rapidly in the wind.

After a breath or two, the colossal Dharma Aspect seemed to fill the entire world, blotting out the twilight of the setting sun and casting everything into an early night.

Vast Buddha’s Light surged like waves, and an intangible, murderous aura filled the space between heaven and earth.

In this day and age, few dared to hold back their strength when facing Su Bai, and Monk Taixuan was certainly no exception.

Even against a single finger, he held nothing back.

He unleashed his full power!

He didn’t even care that his half-shattered Golden Body was already cracking apart inch by inch; he burned all the Magical Power he had accumulated in his entire life.

In an instant, an infinite light illuminated the world!

"Su Bai, I’d like to see it."

"How you plan to kill me with a single finger!"

Monk Taixuan’s Dharma Aspect was like a mountain. Its arms hung down for dozens of miles as it formed a Fist Seal, raising it high.

The surrounding void let out cry after mournful cry.

The massive Fist Seal, wrapped in a surging, torrential Power of Destruction, dove down like the Tian He itself.

It pressed down on Su Bai with incredible speed!

"Mighty Celestial Dragon, World-Honored Rebirth!"

"Celestial Dragon’s Roar, Godslaying Fist!"

The fist flew!

Monk Taixuan’s mind instantly went blank.

He felt as if his spirit, his Magical Power, even his sinews, bones, and flesh had all been blasted out of his body with that punch.

This was the most perfect punch he had ever thrown in his entire life.

RUMBLE!

As the Fist Seal struck downwards, the endless Buddha’s Light erupted with a chilling, ruthless aura of destruction, vast and boundless.

The moment he threw the punch,

the Dragon-shaped tattoo on his shoulder suddenly lifted its head. Its whiskers trembled and its draconic eyes flew wide open!

Then, it let out a world-shaking Dragon’s roar.

"ROAR!!"

The brilliant golden Buddha’s Light transformed into an endless Power of Destruction.

The Fist Seal descended. From tens of thousands of feet away, it had already torn the clouds to shreds.

Further away, within the Sealed Space of deathly energy that Su Bai had sundered with a single sword strike—a wound that had yet to heal—

the great earth trembled, dust churned, and mountains toppled.

Monk Taixuan had poured his all into this attack with exhilarating release; its might could be called tyrannical and unrivaled.

Cui Yanliang, still fanning himself with his Magic Fan, couldn’t help but glance up.

’This fist has some substance to it.’

All Cultivators in the world.

Whether good or evil, Buddhist or Daoist, Demon or fiend—ultimately, the purer they were, the more powerful they became.

Those who reached the apex became supreme experts.

Previously, Monk Taixuan’s mind was full of distracting thoughts. His Buddhist Cultivation lacked tranquility, and his destruction was incomplete. His name was Taixuan, but in truth, the Divine Techniques he used could not be called profound at all.

He was more than a step below even the Celestial Secret Sect Master, whose very Divine Spirit had begun to decay.

But now, under the immense pressure from Su Bai, his countless distracting thoughts had all transformed into a singular will to survive.

To seek life in the face of death!

This Divine Technique was called the Godslaying Fist, but in reality, it was a fist of survival.

This fist was not bad.

"Form is easy to change, but essence is difficult. It’s called the Godslaying Fist, but it still can’t escape the shadow of the Nine Demon Subduing Seals."

"Still, it has some presence. It’s passable."

As the Fist Intent roared down like the Tian He, Su Bai still had the leisure to offer his critique.

It wasn’t until the Fist Intent came crashing down, a torrent of destruction threatening to drown everything, that the body formed from his little finger...

...finally took a step forward.

He ascended into the sky with a long cry!

Then, he pushed a palm forward.

Striking up from below!

Compared to the calm, collected, and even gentle Su Bai,

the body formed from this single finger was incomparably violent.

As the palm thrust out, the erupting Blood Qi was like ten million bolts of lightning detonating at once!

In an instant, a blood-red heavenly light filled the world, shining in concert with the endless Buddha’s Light pouring from above.

’It’s this move again...’

Above the Cloud Sea, Monk Taixuan’s eyes narrowed.

He saw what looked like a mountain rising from below the Cloud Sea.

And as that palm thrust forward, the Divine Sect that had previously vanished reappeared. Amidst the torrential bloody light, it radiated an aura of sacred majesty.

Then, the Divine Sect moved with savage ferocity.

It slammed forward!

BOOM!!

Sonic booms permeated the world. Mushroom clouds bloomed in the air as countless streams of gold and red light intertwined and flew about, like a massive meteor shower scattered across the firmament.

"AHH!!"

Aboard the Cloud Ship, Chen Shaoyou screamed, clapping his hands over his eyes and falling backward to the ground.

Two streams of bloody tears flowed from his eye sockets; he had nearly been blinded by the explosive flash of light.

His Magical Presence was like paper mache, offering no protection whatsoever.

Cui Yanliang gazed at the sky and shook his head slightly.

"A pity to waste thousands of years of Cultivation..."

WHOOSH!

The earth-shattering collision seemed to last only an instant before dissipating into the sweeping gale.

PLINK!

A finger fell from the sky, transforming into a streak of light and returning to its palm.

Su Bai sat cross-legged, his clothes undisturbed, as he raised his brow to look at the sky.

Monk Taixuan was now frozen in midair, like a mosquito trapped in amber.

Then, Su Bai slowly opened his mouth and said:

"To kill you, indeed, requires no excuse."

In the heavens above, the airflow surged violently.

Monk Taixuan’s massive Dharma Aspect had fallen silent, offering no response.

A moment later, the Taixuan Dharma Aspect dissipated like a wisp of green smoke in the sky.

Only a long sigh was left to echo between heaven and earth:

"Supreme Profound Infinite."

"The Godslaying Fist is not a new path. Teacher, Ancestral Master... we all took the wrong path..."

No one knew what Monk Taixuan saw in his final moments, or what enlightenment he reached.

But they could all hear that in his final words, the intense Malice and resentment were gone.

It seemed he had become more like a monk who had seen through life and death.

"May you have a peaceful journey, Master. I hope you still have a chance to achieve the Dao in your next life..."

The Celestial Secret Sect Master stood on the Cloud Ship and let out a long sigh.

His expression was somewhat desolate.

He and Monk Taixuan had no particularly deep friendship.

But to see a fellow Daoist who had bitterly trained for thousands of years to finally reach the Feathered realm fall so bleakly, he couldn’t help but be moved.

Even though this was a scene he had witnessed more than once.

Ye Xiaoyu, Jin Yunfeng, and the others were all calm, feeling neither joy nor sorrow.

But they still sighed in their hearts.

’Before a truly powerful expert, even a lofty Feathered being can fall.’

「After a long while.」

The Celestial Secret Sect Master sat down cross-legged, faced Su Bai, and spoke calmly:

"Fellow Daoist Su."

"How about you and I play a game of chess..."